I literally crave affection. It’s not about sex. I crave somebody to cuddle with me, and to lay their head on my lap. I crave kisses, holding hands and running my thumb across theirs. Just looking at someone and thinking “how did I get this lucky”.
I can’t abandon
the person I used to be
so I carry her
365 Days of Haiku, Day #123 (via idreamof-pb)
And my biggest weakness is that I care about your happiness more than mine
EY (via shutdownthecity)
constantly torn between “if it’s meant to be, it will be” and “if you want it, go get it”